So it's actually come to this...?? I thought you were different. I thought you actually cared about me. But i guess i was wrong. You promised that you would stay with me forever; that you would love me forever. I gave you my heart, but you didn't hold tight enough and it was taken with the wind. Now my heart is unprotected. Just sitting in the street free for anyone to pick up. Laying on the ground in the cold just waiting for someone to pick it up. I sit here praying that a decent person will find it and return it. And maybe, just maybe, after all the wounds are healed... i can give it back to them and they can keep it forever and protect it as if it were their own.